Ever since our youngest was born, sleep has been one of our biggest challenges. After months and months of two steps forward one step back, and trial and error (oy, lots of error!), we can finally say we are making some progress.
Baby and Daddy still sleep on the couch.
Every night though, for about a month, Daddy gets her corner ready just how she likes it. Then she cries because she doesn't want to be apart from Mommy. But then he says its time for a story...
She quiets down, settles in and waits.
Then, every night, Daddy tells her a story using signs. They are usually about a baby, and a daddy, and going outside. And when Daddy forgets a sign or doesn't know one, he asks her...and she always knows, and shows him.
She listens, she smiles, and she signs along.
When they finish, Daddy says a prayer with her, lays her down, and covers her with her weighted blanket.
And for the first time in her life, she falls asleep by herself, without nursing, being held or rocked, or even touching one of us.
She amazes us everyday.
And I...have fallen in love with her Daddy all over again!